I went out to plant some broccoli and dug the shovel in and hit a rock. This is, after all, Connecticut. The rock, unlike some, seemed movable so I worked at it a while and got it out – but hit another rock, also movable. So I dug that one out too, but hit another rock. So, and so on.
After a while I stopped hitting rocks and planted the broccoli.
Rock on! Are the peas up yet?
Cheers, Heidi